Chapter Fourteen

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By the time we walked into the party, it was in full swing. Everyone was grinding against one another, red cups in hand. Some were hanging around in groups, laughing loudly, some were couples smashed against a wall, practically raping each other in front of everyone. It was a complete mad house, nothing like I'd ever seen. And I was loving every second of it.

Sophia looked over at me and smiled. "Let's dance!" She screamed as she shoved a cup in my hand and grabbed mine and Jake's hand while I grabbed Jase's.

The song Thrift Shop began blaring throughout the house, I smiled widely as I took a gulp of my drink. Turning my back on Jase, he put his hands on my waist as I held my cup in the air and swayed my hips against his front.

As we grinder together, I downed the rest of my drink and pushed my hands in Jase's hair, closing my eyes and screaming along to the song.

"Got twenty dollars in my pocket, this is fucking awesome!" I shouted.

Falling backwards into Jase's arms, I laughed before he grabbed my arms and turned me around, yanking my lips to his. He nipped my bottom lip, turning our already hot and intense kiss into a French one.

After about 3 minutes, I pulled away, panting and sweating. "Let's go hunt down some shots!" I yelled over the music. Grabbing his hand and entwining our fingers, we headed toward where people were downing shots.

A blonde haired boy looked up at me as he poured two shots. "Hey sexy, in need of a shot?" He asked, sending me a wink with a perfectly white smile.

Jase's hand tightened in mine. I squeezed his hand reassuringly. "Actually, I am in need of two shots." I smiled at the boy, who beamed back. "One for myself, and one for my boyfriend if you don't mind." I finished, wrapping an arm around Jase's waist, proving to the boy that I was taken.

The blonde boys eyes widened before looking at Jase with worry. "Dude I am so sorry, I didn't realize!" He quickly apologized to Jase.

Jase automatically relaxed. "No problem, mate. Can't say I blame you, if she wasn't already mine, I'd be all over her too." Jase noted, appraising my outfit in the process.

I blushed and smiled at the same time, proud of the outfit I had put together. I was wearing a strapless white lace dress that barely reached mid-thigh. The white showed off my barely tan skin, while the red of my high heeled booties made me look tanner than I really am. It also made me feel free and light that my hair was in ringlets down my back. I felt like a proper princess, though I was not behaving like one.

The blonde boy cocked an eyebrow at Jase and held out a hand. "I'm Everett. Say, where are you two from?"

Jase shook his hand before placing it back around my waist. "I'm Jase and this is Isabel." At the sound of my name I gave a little wave. "We're from England, London."

"Wow! Why are you here?" Everett blurted in surprise.

I laughed, taking a sip of the new red cup Jase had recently placed in my hand. "I'm staying with my aunt and uncle for a bit. I'm here with my cousin-"

"IZZYY!!" I was suddenly cut off by Sophia throwing her arms around my neck and screaming my name. "This party is so great, isn't it?"

Stumbling forward, I grabbed the first thing in sight to steady myself, which happened to be Everett's arm. He reached out his other arm to help stand Sophia back up straight.

"Woah there!" He said as we swayed for a moment.

Sophia burst out laughing, leaning her head on my shoulder. She looked up at me with glassy huge eyes. "C-can I-I-I have a, um, a.... A drink!?" She asked, slurring her words.

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